More OWK memories. That’s all.






Treacherous as the sea! Stronger than the foundations of the earth! All shall love her and despair!
More fairy-things and fantasy follies.



I must report that I have fallen in love with this particular lady, who appears in an annoyingly low proportion of the gaming-related skits featured here. Here she is being very lovely, for instance. And here. No femdom, unless you count effortless goddess-like perfection as femdom.



It’s the best sort.





This lovely lady is Amy Hunter, whose wooden spoon Servitor has been privileged to have felt on several occasions (and I can confidently say I failed to take it like a man’ on any one of them).

M. E. W. Sherwood said that and went on “I believe that a habit of respect is good for the human race.” So there you go.





These hard-driving ladies are, obviously, Goddess Sophia and Mistress Morrigan Hel.







And an extra one, inspired by a letter I received this morning.

The hot goddess in this silly satire was of course the truly chilled Goddess Alexandra Snow.










The Hunteress, of course, although she was Cassie back then.


… you’ll try desperately to remember what Position 4 was, if you’re anything like me (although I do hope for your sake and that of everyone around you that you’re not).



Goddess Sophia, Mistress Courtney and…ummm? Anyone? I’m sure I’ll kick myself when I’m told, or maybe pay someone else to make a proper job of the kicking.



So here’s some made-up nonsense instead. More implausible accounts from the bleeding edge of World War M. Because no woman is truly free until all men are enslaved.






Valerie Solanas said that, bless her little cotton socks.






Incidentally, you might be interested to learn that I have discovered the man who holds the best job in the world. Doesn’t look very happy about it, does he? Perhaps he’ll resign and they’ll advertise for a replacement… we can but dream.
